Once upon a time,
You could sense when something was wrong,
Even if I was almost a state away,
You'd somehow know when I was upset.
Now, I can sit in the middle of my room,
Tears streaming down my face,
Pulling at my hair,
Screaming silently,
And you wouldn't know,
You wouldn't send me a message asking if I'm okay,
Because once upon a time you could sense it,
Then once upon a reality you stopped feeling it.
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New Beginnings
PoetrySo after posting my first book My Broken Thoughts I decided to write my new book New Beginnings This is about my life in my new outlook on it, things are rough but get better thats something I'm learning. Enjoy my poetry in a happier light. Edit: cu...
